Chapter 430: Chain Demon

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"I have a way to solve this."

Li Mochen's eyes flickered: "There's a saying: choose the lesser of two evils, and the greater of two goods. After weighing the pros and cons, Anthony, which option do you think is more cost-effective?"

He wasn't telling the truth; the object of this sacrifice was not Beelzebub, but his own 'Primordial Star God'.

A true Daoist deity naturally disdains blood sacrifices and generally either ignores them or actively rejects them.

However, his 'Primordial Star God' was not the Daoist deity itself. Rather, it was a method by which cultivators contemplate the stars, contemplate the deity's form, thereby glimpsing their mysteries, their origins, their 'authority', using this as a medium and stepping stone to perceive the 'Root of Heaven and Earth', the 'Origin of the Great Dao'.

Thus, the Primordial Star God itself remained Li Mochen's spiritual power, yet it could, to a certain extent, borrow the power of the Daoist deity.

So what Beelzebub could do, he could also do; why bother this Lord of Hell? What he needed to be careful of was the pollution during the 'blood sacrifice'. This was difficult to handle, but Li Mochen saw hope from Robert's example.

However, if he voiced this thought now, even Anthony would think he was crazy.

"If you have sufficient preparation, it's not impossible."

Anthony thought that if he had to choose, he would definitely pick a true demigod who wielded divine authority.

Compared to the consequences of being targeted by Beelzebub, the demigod-level Robert Yvonne was undoubtedly more tempting. The divine authority of 'Battle Wind' was exceptionally powerful, meaning that as long as battle continued and the gale did not cease, Robert's combat power would steadily rise.

In this era when gods and hell lords were bound by oaths and unable to descend to the mortal world in divine form, this 'Blood-Eyed Angel' was, after all, one of the top combat forces in the world. Even against members of major magic councils, vampire princes, or Eastern loose immortals above the seventh tribulation, he could hold his own.

Anthony also believed that Li Mochen's wisdom would not be crushed by that hell lord.

"Wait a moment, I happen to have something good that can help you. It's also a relic; you should be able to use it. I'll have them teleport it over now."

With a wave of his hand, he tore through space and returned to the Necropolis magic tower.

After Anthony left, Angela finally found a chance to interject. She looked at Li Mochen with some concern: "A-Mo, you're not just sacrificing those thirteen legends, are you?"

Li Mochen glanced at the girl in surprise, then realized that Angela was also a genius with vast knowledge, having read most of the Star Pulse Library's collection by the age of sixteen.

So after a moment of thought, he told the truth: "These pirates probably won't survive, but that's not my intention."

Such low-quality offerings were harmful to what he was about to do. The problem was that these ships couldn't sail a hundred kilometers away in ten minutes.

And in Li Mochen's view, these people deserved to die.

"I can cooperate with Anthony to exclude everyone below level eight in profession."

Angela's face paled, and she asked tentatively: "But that would take a few minutes to modify their formation."

Beside her, Hazel grinned, thinking that Angela was good in every way, except her heart wasn't hard enough.

Among those pirates, which one doesn't have blood on their hands? How many innocents could there be?

Perhaps due to her own experiences, she was more inclined toward Eastern thought—to eradicate evil completely, rather than offering hypocritical tolerance and mercy, risking everything to protect the lives of these villains.

"Agreed!"

Li Mochen only pondered briefly before agreeing. His attention had already been drawn to the escalating battle in the scope.

After nearly fifteen minutes of fierce fighting, sinking fourteen armed merchant ships and severely wounding five legends, 'Blood-Eyed Angel' Robette Yvonne finally broke through the inner defense of the Battleaxe Fleet.

Under her fierce sword aura, two destroyers were sliced in half by Robette. The once impenetrable network of fire in the core circle was finally torn open by her.

Afterward, this maid did not attempt to push further toward the Battleaxe battleship. Instead, she charged into a cruiser and began a bloody slaughter. Tens of thousands of wind blades coalesced around her body; no one could withstand the tidal wave of wind blades. In less than one minute and twenty seconds, the three seventeenth-level magic professionals on the ship, along with three hundred sailors, were all massacred by Robette.

Soon after, she leaped and transferred to another ship, moving within the hull, rendering the hundreds of Vulcan cannons and magic machine guns on the Battleaxe Fleet useless.

"Incredible! Truly incredible, this is already legendary fifth level. Yet she still hasn't lost her mind; she's still resisting the Devourer of Ten Thousand Souls. This woman's will is so tenacious."

In the bridge control room of the Battleaxe battleship, Adam Hydra clicked his tongue in amazement, his voice complex: "Casari, if you want to exhaust her until she loses her sanity, that may be very difficult. If you can't stop her, then I'll have to let our Grey Wolves handle it early."

At this moment, his heart was filled with both relief and delight.

The poison had indeed weakened the maid, but not enough to bring her down.

And Robette Yvonne's divine power over the wind of battle was now wielded with ease. This caused her mana to surge endlessly, and her strength to continuously grow and expand.

If the situation continued to develop like this, then before the 'Blood-Eyed Angel' Robette Yvonne completely lost control, the Battleaxe Fleet would be swept away and annihilated by her first.

"Stop gloating!"

Casari Gates grunted with a dark face, then took out three blood-red crystals.

"Rest assured, victory only favors the prepared, and I, precisely, have made ample preparations before the plan began."

He suddenly clenched his hand, crushing the three crystals. The next moment, three massive demons with flaming feet appeared on either side of the Battleaxe battleship.

They stood twenty-two meters tall, their heads almost level with the bridge of the Battleaxe battleship as they stood on the sea surface.

"Legendary fourth-level Chain Demons?"

Adam Hydra's pupils widened slightly, and after a moment of surprise, he showed a look of admiration: "You really came prepared, sparing no expense."

At that instant, Robette, who had already annihilated an entire destroyer, leaped away again. But just as her figure, under the dense artillery blockade, was about to approach a nearby cruiser,

Suddenly, three fiery demon chains flew through the air, winding toward Robette.

These legendary 'Chain Demons' showed no regard for the casualties around them; the demon chains kept extending and entangling, not stopping even after piercing the cruiser beneath Robette's feet full of holes.

At the same time, three legendary warriors appeared above the cruiser, engaging Robette in direct combat.

Amid a series of sparks and blade strikes, two of them were severely wounded by Robette, nearly cut in half. But she herself was finally entangled by the three demon chains, binding her hands and feet.